Even if I'm a useless bum at Whampoa Military Academy, I'll be invincible in the War of Re

At the military headquarters, Zhao Yunwen, as usual, was immersed in the command post, his eyes fixed on the map. He didn't know when it started, but he had developed the habit of looking at maps whenever he had nothing to do.

The preparations have already been made, and someone will take care of the implementation. Zhao Yunwen doesn't need to do everything himself.

Major General Lu Ping, the deputy army commander, strode in and reported to Zhao Yunwen:

"Commander, the last batch of supplies transferred from Jiangcheng has been received, including 2 rounds of Schneider 105mm shells, 5 rounds of 75mm shells, 10 rounds of 82mm mortar shells, 2000 rounds of 60mm mortar shells, and 20 million rounds of various types of ammunition."

This batch of ammunition was purchased by Zhao Yunwen through the Marshall route. It was first airlifted to Jiangcheng by transport plane, and then sent to Xinyang by train.

The procurement of supplies was carried out in three batches. The equipment that had already been delivered included 5000 M1 Garand semi-automatic rifles, 500 M1919 Browning machine guns, 1000 Browning automatic rifles, 20 radios, and 200 French-made 81mm mortars.

The Zhao Group paid for all the goods, and Zhao Yunwen finally reaped the benefits of his early overseas expansion.

However, the US hasn't broken ties with Japan yet, so the equipment shipments to China are all done secretly, in small quantities, and with special approval from Franklin and personally handled by Brigadier General Marshall.

Lu Ping's voice trembled slightly as he spoke. Young Master Zhao was too generous. With this batch of supplies, the Tiger Army would not have any supply difficulties even after fighting for several months, which would make his job as the head steward much easier.

Zhao Yunwen had seen it all; he never showed his emotions, and simply said calmly:

"These shells should be stored in the underground warehouse to ensure their safety. The Garand semi-automatic rifles should be distributed as soon as possible so that the soldiers can get used to them. Two rifles per squad."

649、650、651团也按其他团标準，装备M1919博朗宁机枪、81毫米、60毫米迫击炮，补给乱点就乱点吧，火力优先！」

The Tiger Army has now aligned itself with the US, so it won't have to worry about equipment in the future. The Zhao Group's assets of tens of billions are enough to support the consumption of hundreds of thousands of troops.

The system contribution points should be used where they are most needed; there are some things that even the US cannot buy.

Zhao Yunwen waved Lu Ping away and then called the system:

"Brother Tongzi, the Battle of Jiangcheng has been going on for over a month now, why haven't we had any daily check-in tasks yet?"

[Host, system task displayed. The next checkpoint is at Fujinshan. The reward for participating in the Jiangcheng Battle is very generous!]

Now Zhao Yunwen felt more confident. In his memory, the Battle of Fujinshan took place in early September, and it was already late August, which meant it had only been about ten days.

The Tiger Legion is preparing for battle with all its might. With the arrival of the last batch of ammunition, enough supplies to support several months of combat have been delivered. Everything is ready except for the final push.

Since the Japanese launched their formal offensive in early July, the outer perimeter had been engulfed in fierce fighting, while the Japanese on the northern front had not yet made any major moves, so Zhao Yunwen could only wait patiently.

Xie Polu rushed over, and Zhao Yunwen waved his hand to hide the system interface so he could hear what was going on.

After Xie Polu entered the command post, Zhao Yunwen casually handed him a jar of cooled boiled water, which Xie Polu drank down half of without ceremony.

"Commander, all units have completed their replenishment. All the lightly wounded have recovered, and more than 300 of the seriously wounded have returned to their posts. The remaining wounded are in stable condition, and it is only a matter of time before they fully recover."

Zhao Yunwen was very satisfied with the news Xie Polu brought back, and he nodded and said:

"Very good, the field hospital has done a great job. We just received orders from headquarters that there has been continuous fighting on the southern front in Huangmei, Susong and Guangji in eastern Hubei, and a large number of wounded have been accumulated, which is nearing saturation. They need to be transferred to Xinyang for treatment."

Immediately mobilize medical personnel and supply troops, establish temporary transfer stations, and triage and treat the seriously wounded, as well as evacuate them.

"The same requirement remains: do everything possible to treat the wounded and provide them with the same care as the wounded soldiers of the Tiger Army. We cannot let our wounded brothers bleed out before they shed tears."

Xie Polu immediately accepted the order and said:

"Commander, rest assured, hundreds of beds have been freed up at the field hospital, and the medical staff have been expanded to handle the situation perfectly well. We will not delay the treatment of our wounded brothers."

"Very good, I'll leave this matter to you to get it done. With the big battle imminent, we can't afford to delay any preparations."

By the way, after reorganization and replenishment, how many men and guns does the entire army have now?

Zhao Yunwen had always been a hands-off manager, but now that the system tasked him to check in at Fujinshan, he needed to prepare in advance.

The troop organization was all in Xie Polu's mind, and he immediately replied:

"Currently, all regiments are fully staffed, with 2508 men in each infantry regiment, plus a supplementary battalion of 500 men."

The artillery company was equipped with 12 cannons and had a strength of 38952 men. In addition, there were 10 supplementary battalions with 5,000 men, and more than 3,000 men in the supply, medical and training regiments. These men were mainly young students and technicians who had previously come to join the company. There were also 1,000 seriously wounded soldiers.

Each regiment is equipped with 84 artillery pieces, the entire army has over 1100 artillery pieces of various sizes, over 600 grenade launchers, over 300 rocket launchers, over 3000 light and heavy machine guns, 6000 submachine guns, 5000 semi-automatic rifles, over 4000 sniper rifles, 3421 warhorses, and over 5,000 mules.

Zhao Yunwen nodded repeatedly as he listened. This family's resources were even more substantial than those of an army group. The troops' supplies had been fully equipped with mules and horses, and the vast majority of the supplies came from captured Japanese troops.

The number of artillery pieces was as high as 1100. Although most of them were 60mm mortars, there were also 12 105mm Schneider mountain guns and 16 75mm M1923 Schneider mountain guns. Although the number was not large, the power was astonishing and enough to pose a fatal threat to the Japanese artillery group.

The current Tiger Legion could easily take on two divisions single-handedly. Thinking of this, Zhao Yunwen felt a surge of pride and said confidently:

"Very good, now let's have a good showdown with the Japanese Second Army in Xinyang. This time, we won't retreat!"

Xie Polu nodded heavily:

"Alright, this time we won't back down!"

It has been a full year. Since the Battle of Shanghai on August 13, it was the 88th Division that fired the first shot of the counterattack. Since then, they have fought on despite repeated defeats, retreating from Shanghai to Nanjing, then to Pengcheng, Zhengxian and Xinyang, fighting thousands of miles. Today, they finally heard Zhao Yunwen say that they would never retreat again.

Xie Polu was easily moved to tears and couldn't help but shed some.

Zhao Yunwen said again:

"Although China is vast, it has nowhere left to retreat to. If it retreats any further, it will be confined to the southwest, becoming a local government in a corner of the country."

Starting from Xinyang, our Tiger Legion will no longer retreat; we will hold our ground as long as we are alive!

Before they knew it, everyone in the command post had spontaneously gathered around.

After confirming with Zhao Yunwen that they would no longer retreat, everyone shouted in unison:

"As long as we're here, we'll hold the position; we'll never retreat!"

"We swear to defend Xinyang to the death!"

"We swear to defend Dajiang City to the death!"

"Fight to the bitter end!"

Zhao Yunwen turned his gaze to the Jianghuai region and the majestic Dabie Mountains, where his ideal base of operations was located. The Tiger Army was determined to wage a protracted war against the Japanese in Central China and would no longer retreat.

At the northern foot of the Dabie Mountains, in Lu'an City, western Anhui Province, more than ten bombers painted with the Japanese flag flew overhead, and strings of bombs fell from the sky. The explosions and the resulting smoke and fire engulfed the entire city, but the battle flag of the 114th Division of the 51st Army still flew stubbornly.

The aerial bombardment had just ended when the artillery barrage began. The 10th Mountain Artillery Regiment concentrated dozens of cannons and unleashed a barrage of shells on Lu'an City, destroying countless houses and causing heavy casualties among the soldiers.

Under repeated artillery fire, the city wall in the southeast corner collapsed with a crash, burying dozens of Northeast Army soldiers in the ruins;

The Japanese soldiers of the 63rd Infantry Regiment erected wooden ladders and poured in through the breach like locusts, putting Lu'an City in imminent danger.

The soldiers of the 114th Division charged forward with their rifles, and the two torrents collided violently, leaving corpses scattered across the rubble.

Both sides engaged in brutal street fighting, each fighting for every inch of ground, turning the entire city red...